Susan was still knitting her scarf in a leisurely manner. On one particular night, after everybody had gone to bed, Julian climbed up from his bed silently. By using the dim light as his only light source, he began to study how to knit a scarf.
One had to reap what one had sowed. Since he had started all of this, he had to end it himself no matter how difficult it was.
Julian could not fail. He was the CEO of a company after all. He was a fast learner, so it took him only three days to learn how to knit a scarf.
Then, he finished knitting a scarf by himself in two nights.
He wore the scarf to the company the next day.
Even though it was still early to wear a scarf and he was sweating all over, the praise he received from his employees fed his vanity so he felt that it was worth it.
Suddenly, his secretary called him.
"Mr. Shaw, Mrs. Shaw is here to see you."
"Susie? Let her in then.”
The secretary hesitated for a while and then said, "Mrs. Shaw said that she is here to give you the scarf..."
'Give me... the scarf?’
Julian felt as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning.
"Mr. Shaw, Mrs. Shaw is at the door," the secretary said.
Then, the door to his office was pushed open.
Susan walked into his office with a bag in her hand. When she saw the scarf around his neck, she asked with eyes filled with surprise, "That scarf..."
Julian tried to hold himself together and said, "Didn't you already give me one, Susie? Why did you make a new one? Do you know how many scarves we have in the house?"
As he said that, he kept sending eye signals to Susan.
"Is that true? I don't think these two scarfs were knitted in the same way. They look different to me." Seth appeared out of nowhere and chuckled.
"Stop speaking like you know how to knit a scarf." Julian reprimanded him as he stared daggers at Seth.
However, Seth paid him no mind. He went forward and took Susan’s scarf. Then, he began comparing the two scarves. "The one you are wearing obviously has a more exquisite pattern and looks much better than this one. Did you buy the scarf yourself?"
Gritting her teeth, Susan looked at Julian and hissed, "So you didn't like the one I made for you, huh?"
Julian was flustered. "Susie, no, that's not true. This one was knitted by me. I just wanted to..."
As Julian was explaining, Seth threw his head back and let out a boisterous laugh." Ha ha ha ha! Can you believe it? Mr. Shaw, the CEO of StarTech, knitted a scarf for himself. I didn't know our boss had this kind of talent. This is the funniest thing I've ever heard in my life!"
Julian's face was livid with
embarrassment.
Everyone in the company was stifling their laughter as well.
Well, they could not be blamed. The image of Julian holding a yarn needle to knit the scarf was too funny to imagine.
For a moment, the entire office was filled with giggles.
Red-faced, Julian shot up from his chair and snarled, "Shoo! Shoo! Get out of my office!”
He closed the door to his office and shut Seth and the other people's laughter outside.
"Susie, listen to me, I..."
Susan went closer to look at Julian’s scarf and said sadly, "Well, Seth is right. This one indeed looks better than the one I knitted.”
"I simply knitted it..."
"Your scarf looks better than mine even if you simply knitted it." Susan looked even more depressed.
Since Julian had seemed like he'd urgently needed a scarf, she had picked up her pace and rushed to make one for him. However, she had never expected that the one Julian had knitted in secret would look better than the one she had knitted in a rush.
Susan began to question her talent.
"Don’t say that. Yours is the best.” Julian untied the scarf wrapped around his neck and then gently put on the one that Susan had knitted for him as a fawning smile crossed his lips.
Susan let out a light chuckle while looking at him. "You silly man. Take the scarf off. You’re sweating all over.”
"I want to wear it now,” Julian said matter-of-factly.
As she looked at his attire, which did not match the weather, Susan felt her heart fill with warmth.
"Julian, aside from bringing you the scarf, I came because I have another thing to tell you." Susan cleared her throat.
"What is it?" Julian asked curiously.
Susan's face suddenly turned pink as she said softly, "I'm pregnant."
Julian was stunned.
He froze on the spot, unable to say a word.
Susan waited patiently for him to digest the news. However, although she waited for a long while, he still did not say anything. She could not help poking Julian’s cheek. "What are you thinking
about?"
It was only then that Julian came back to his senses. He did not look as happy as Susan had expected, and there was a tinge of concern on his face. "Can your body withstand another pregnancy, Susie? Why don't we...”
He had taken all the precautions, so he did not understand why Susan had still gotten pregnant.
It was as if God was playing a prank on them.
Susan stared at Julian. "What are you talking about? Of course we are going to give birth to this baby."
The concern on Julian's face increased. " But your body..."
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